Demon cult stronghold, courtyard.

The autumn leaves withered, the dead branches fell, and the cool breeze carried away the last fallen leaves.

An Jing sat on a stone chair, and in front of him was a heavy, quaint sword case.

He stretched out his hand and quietly stroked the evil sword sword, and there was a layer of moving white light on the white sword body.

Stomp .......

Footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man walked in quickly.

This person is none other than Shui Zhongyue, one of the protectors of the Human Sect.

After the Renzong suffered several major changes, it can be said that it suffered heavy losses, and then with the vigorous expansion, it recruited many masters, which brought the Renzong back to life, and the water moon that had been working hard at the beginning also unknowingly became the second-in-command of the Renzong.

Shui Zhongyue leaned over and hugged his fists and said: "An worship, my subordinates have searched the entire Yujing City, but they still haven't found Tan Yun, according to the information obtained, the last place to disappear is in the Wutong Forest outside the city, but there are no clues in the Wutong Forest." ”

Hearing this, An Jing put down the sword box in his hand, "It was the disguise master who took her away, this action was thorough, and the Four Qi Sect Master led Jin Wuhope, which shows that the purpose of the person who came is not simple." ”

Shui Zhongyue said a little anxiously: "An offering, then what should I do now?" ”

Tan Yun was previously in the Demon Sect Human Sect, as Li Fuzhou's only disciple, and also enjoyed one of the protectors of the Human Sect, and he was lively and lovely, innocent, and the masters of the Human Sect took great care of him.

Now that Tan Yun has been taken away by the mysterious master, how can Shui Zhongyue not be in a hurry?

Li Fuzhou personally took the spies of the Renzong Sect and began to search inside and outside the Yujing City.

An Jing put away the evil sword and said in a low voice: "The reason why they captured Tan Yun was to blackmail him, and the reason why they didn't show up now is because they want us to be anxious, so as to wear down our patience, make us lose our minds, and increase their own bargaining chips at the same time." ”

"You now go and launch the Jianghu mobilization order and search for Tan Yun's whereabouts with all your might."

When Shui Zhongyue heard this, she hugged her fists and said, "Yes, my subordinates will go now." ”

After speaking, Shui Zhongyue walked quickly towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Tiansha Divine Palace?"

An Jing's eyes narrowed, and he took out two blank pieces of paper on the table next to him, which clearly recorded all the information about the masters of the Tiansha Divine Palace, including the three major five-qi masters of the Tiansha Divine Palace and the rumored masters of the Great Grandmaster realm.

These two pieces of information are highly overlapping, and there is generally no deviation, one of them is an investigation by the Demon Sect Human Sect, and the other is sent by the Yongan Human Emperor to Xuanyiwei.

The master of the Tiansha Divine Palace appeared in Yujing City, and Tan Yun happened to disappear at this time, so there must be no need to think about it eighty percent of the Tiansha Divine Palace.

Previously, An Jing had killed the master of the Heavenly Sword Alliance of the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace, and he had already had a grudge, and now the revenge of the Heavenly Demon Palace was also expected.

In Yujing City, if you want to make a move on An Jing, there is almost no possibility.

One of them is that An Jing's own strength is the top in the world, even if he is a master of the great grandmaster realm, he may not be able to kill it, plus the jade seal of the country is in hand, and it is powerful, and secondly, there are royal masters in the jade capital, and it is necessary to weigh one or two to deal with An Jing.

Therefore, the Tiansha Divine Palace retreated to the second, and it was normal for them to shoot at the people who were familiar with An Jing, and they didn't expect too much.

And the reason why the plan of the Tiansha Divine Palace this time can be arranged so carefully in the Jade Capital City is strictly prohibited, maybe there is the support and help provided by Houjin behind it.

After all, the war between Zongzheng Huachun and An Jing is imminent, if he can use this to deal a blow to An Jing, it will definitely affect his state of mind before the war, which is very beneficial to Hou Jin.

"Thousands of miles away to send people's heads?"

An Jing picked up the two blank pieces of paper and immediately shook them hard.

The two white sheets of paper suddenly turned into crumbs and disappeared with the autumn wind.

The more people a swordsman kills, the more amazing the sword he has amassed.

And this master of the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace, he is killed!

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Yujing City, a teahouse in the outer city.

The teahouse is bustling with people coming and going, like a noisy market.

Ordinary people rarely come here to drink tea, because most of the people who secretly gather here are people from the rivers and lakes, and it is a famous place in the capital to sell and spread news.

On weekdays, this place is very deserted, where can it be like today?

"Have you heard? The Demon Sect has issued a summoning order? ”

"Who hasn't heard of this, it's been spread all over the city a long time ago."

"Even the True One Sect has sent people down the mountain."

"The newly promoted sect of the Seven Sects, Yungu Peak, and the Xuanshuang Pavilion Sect Leader even responded to the call and dispatched all the sect members to help the Demon Sect search."

"A piece of order from the Demon Sect, the entire rivers and lakes are surging."

"The convening order issued by the ghost swordsman himself, who doesn't give face? Who would dare not to give face? ”

"Don't say it, I've been looking around since last night, and I haven't even seen a ghost."

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Everyone was talking, and their expressions were a little eager and excited.

Nowadays, in the rivers and lakes of Dayan, the prestige of the Demon Sect has covered the True One Sect, even if the True One Sect still holds the prestige of the state religion, but it is the outer heaven that is really in the sky.

The ghost swordsman has one person and one sword, and he can be said to have made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, not to mention his previous brilliant achievements, some time ago, he killed the Houjin Five Qi Grandmaster Taiyin Kui, and also killed the demon traitor Jiang Shang, the evil king Meng Hao in the prison, and thwarted the national teacher Xiao Qianqiu, and now he is going to start a peak battle with the Houjin Holy Lord, a big battle related to the situation in the world.

Some people say that the battle between the ghost swordsman and Zongzheng Huachun may be the most important battle in the past three hundred years.

This battle is enough to lay the foundation for the turbulent situation in the world.

The name of the ghost swordsman resounded all over the world, no one will be unfamiliar with it, and his name continued to spread in the rivers and lakes, so that there were many people who feared and revered him in the rivers and lakes, especially the young generation of Dayan rivers and lakes, and it was not an exaggeration to worship him as a god.

In the distance, there was a pair of young men and women wearing hats, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, holding a delicate sword at his waist, and the woman next to him was wearing a strong suit, with a slender and graceful figure, and her exposed arms were strong and powerful, full of strength and beauty.

These two people are the former Sixiangmen Jia Meixian and Yang Chong.

Jia Meixian bit her lower lip and said, "Senior brother, we may be able to offer this certificate of nomination to join the Demon Sect with this opportunity." ”

When they were in Beiyuan, the two wanted to join the Demon Sect, but just in time for the Battle of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, An Jing finally left with the injured Nangong Weiping, making the two lose their best opportunity.

Yang Chong shook his head and said worriedly: "Demon Sect, the imperial court is searching for this human sect's protector without any news, it is undoubtedly difficult for us to find it, and the kidnapping of the human sect's protector is definitely a top master, the two of us ......."

When Jia Meixian heard Yang Chong's words, she let out a long sigh, "Senior brother, what should I do then?" ”

Yang Chong scratched his head and said: "It's not easy for the two of us to join the Demon Sect, just find the Demon Sect master and have a showdown with them, just say that the ghost swordsman who saved your Demon Sect is his savior, can they still let us join the Demon Sect?" ”

When Jia Meixian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened: "Senior brother! ”

"Hahaha, I'll just talk about it." Yang Chonggan laughed twice, and then said with some resentment: "This ghost swordsman deceived the two of us at the beginning, and he doesn't say hello until now, so he is also his savior." ”

In fact, Yang Chong will also talk about it, after all, the Demon Sect was in danger before, and An Jing had countless enemies, and it might not be a good thing for them to have a relationship with the Ghost Swordsman and the Demon Sect.

And when An Jing left, he left behind the Four Elephant Sword Sticker, which is a strange treasure of the Four Elephant Gate, if it weren't for him, maybe this treasure is still in the dust.

The most important thing is that the wooden sword left by An Jing saved the lives of the two people, and they have already repaid the kindness of the day.

"Senior brother!"

Jia Meixian thought for a while and said, "Now we are all looking for it, and we are also following, maybe we can find some clues." ”

"Hey!"

Yang Chong let out a long sigh when he heard this.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand that since his junior sister wanted to join the Demon Sect so much, why didn't he directly tell the Demon Sect followers that with the friendship between the two of them who saved An Jing before, and the strength of the two of them now, it was not easy to join the Demon Sect? Why bother with all the effort?

"Let's go."

Jia Meixian picked up the sword on the table and hurried out of the teahouse.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Yang Chong put down the tea money and followed quickly.

Lu Men has a great prestige above the temple, but its influence in the rivers and lakes is lackluster, with the release of the Demon Sect's convening order, the entire rivers and lakes suddenly caused an uproar, and countless sects and masters responded one after another.

For a time, the entire Dayan rivers and lakes were in full swing, especially the people in the rivers and lakes of Gyeonggi Province, who were eager to overturn the land and dig three feet, wanting to explore any clues to please the Demon Sect.

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Secluded mountains.

The cold mountain breeze, the unobstructed breeze, the pine forests all over the mountain are singing.

An autumn rain fell on this majestic, treacherous mountain range.

Rain-like fog, fog-like rain, rugged mountain roads, no figures.

The mountains are full of pines, the clear and majestic shore is tall and arrogant, deeply rooted in the thin soil and rock gaps, and the cool raindrops fall from the pine end from time to time.

On the top of a secluded mountain, in an elegant, quiet room.

"Master!"

The two Demon Sect masters stood at the door of the wing room, and when they saw Zhao Qingmei coming, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Zhao Qingmei said expressionlessly: "You guys should retreat first." ”

"Yes."

The two leaned over and stepped back.

After seeing the two leave, Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door and walked in.

The room is very quiet, with a faint fragrance.

Nangong Weiping sat on the chair, as if she was napping, the wrinkles on her face were like knife cuts, her face was very pale, and her hair was dry like thatch.

Zhao Qingmei said in a low voice: "Senior Nan." ”

In a trance, hearing Zhao Qingmei's voice, Nangong Weiping slowly opened her eyes, and a bright light appeared in her cloudy eyes, "You're here." ”

Zhao Qingmei came to Nangong Weiping's side and gently grabbed her dry palm, "Senior Nan, what do you think now?"

As she spoke, her true qi slowly flowed into Nangong Weiping's body through Zhao Qingmei.

Through the flow of true qi, Zhao Qingmei can feel that Nangong Weiping's internal organs, meridians, blood and bones have aged very seriously, which is the precursor of the depletion of longevity and the approaching limit, which indicates that Nangong Weiping's life will not be long in coming.

Nangong Weiping waved his hand and said, "Don't waste your efforts, I know my own body." ”

Zhao Qingmei felt sorry in her heart, and said: "Southern seniors, the juniors can't send the blood of Chenghuang to the seniors." ”

This former great master of the Demon Sect, a great master of the mighty rivers and lakes, is now also in decline, and has reached the point of running out of oil.

I still remember when Nangong Weiping just came out of the Sealed Demon Well, how arbitrary and chic he was, going north to the Great Snow Mountain, directly snatching the snow lotus of Zongzheng Huachun, and going south to the Black Ice Platform to fight with the immortal Qianqiu.

It was precisely because of the heavy blow of the Qianqiu Immortal that her vitality was greatly damaged and the root cause was lost.

"The blood of Huang is only a year or two of longevity."

Nangong Weiping said lightly: "I have fought with that immortal man and Buddha, and my life can be regarded as complete, how many people in this world can fight with the two of them?" ”

Nangong Weiping's words were very plain, as she said.

Not to mention other masters throughout the ages, it is some masters of the Great Grandmaster realm, how many people can fight with these two?

Zhao Qingmei said softly: "If the Southern predecessors were in their heyday, they might not be able to afford these two people. ”

Nangong Weiping laughed when she heard this, "You little girl is rarely able to praise people." ”

Zhao Qingmei said seriously: "Isn't it?" When the senior came out of the Demon Sealing Well, he was already in a state of great vitality. ”

Nangong Weiping shook his head and sighed: "You're half right, I fought with the two of them, I am indeed not in the heyday, but the two of them are not in the heyday, the immortal people of Qianqiu are also seriously injured, and their strength has not been fully exerted, that hip-hop Buddha has just broken through to the great grandmaster, and the foundation is unstable, and now the strength may be much stronger than when it was in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain." ”

"Besides, the old body knows very well that even in their heyday, they are not the opponents of the two of them, the strength of these two people is the top existence in history, especially the immortal of Qianqiu, he doesn't know how many secrets are hidden in his body, if it weren't for the injury, I think his strength has reached a terrifying level."

Zhao Qingmei's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, "The strength of these two people is indeed very high. ”

Whether it is the immortal in the Cloud Tower, or the Buddhist Hip Ha Buddha, she has seen it with her own eyes, especially this time in the Cloud Pagoda, although the breath of the Hip Ha Buddha is restrained, she can still feel the vastness and vastness.

The feeling of oppression that does not move like a mountain, and if it moves, it destroys the world.

As for the immortal, it is even more mysterious and treacherous, and powerful.

Nangong Weiping took a deep breath and said slowly: "When the spirit of the leylines completely breaks the ban, it must be a sign of great changes in the heavens and the earth. ”

"And it is still unknown what the evil qi is, the evil qi has completely infiltrated the spirit of the leyline, and I am afraid that the spirit of the leyline will also undergo abnormal changes, I am afraid that it will plunge the world into chaos, the two of you had better find a way to cut off the spirit of the leyline in advance, so that not only can the cultivation break through the shackles, but also cut off the evil ambitions of others."

"Senior.......

"How to cut off the spirit of this leyline, it's not that simple, the spirit of the leyline seems to be virtual and real, I don't know how many great masters have tried their best to cut off the spirit of the leyline, and the old body has no clue when he meditates hard, everything depends on your own exploration."

Nangong Weiping said all the worries in her heart, as if she was explaining her future affairs to her juniors, her tone was so calm, without the slightest wave.

Zhao Qingmei nodded heavily and said, "The junior knows." ”

The evil qi infects the spirit of the leyline, and it will definitely make the spirit of the leyline change, and at this time, integrating the spirit of the leyline into itself is tantamount to integrating the evil qi into itself.

Therefore, for An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, it is the most practical to cut off the spirit of the leylines under the locked dragon well.

However, cutting off the leyline spirit is not easy, and it is even more difficult than integrating the leyline spirit into oneself.

Nangong Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei and chuckled: "Seeing Xiao Nizi coming, the old body has no other regrets." ”

Zhao Qingmei's heart moved, and she only felt a warm current surging into her heart.

Since the death of her parents, she was taken to Dongluo Pass by Jiang Shang, although she is only a little girl, but the masters of the Demon Sect are very respectful to Zhao Qingmei because of Jiang Shang, Jiang Shang taught Zhao Qingmei some martial arts and then retreated, Jiang Renyi occasionally pointed out Zhao Qingmei, so she basically did not receive much care from the elders.

Nangong Weiping took out a wooden comb and handed it to Zhao Qingmei, "Come, let's help the old man comb his hair." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Qingmei took the wooden comb, and then gently put it on Nangong Weiping's dry hair.

The first time she combed Nangong Weiping's hair, it was still in the Sealed Demon Well, and Nangong Weiping's hair hadn't been combed for a long time.

The wooden comb gently brushed down on top of the silver-white hair, as if time had slowed down all of a sudden.

Nangong Weiping looked at herself in the bronze mirror, but she only felt that her eyelids were unusually heavy, as if they weighed a thousand pounds, no matter how hard she tried to cheer up, she was indifferent, and finally couldn't help but lean back on the chair and doze again.

I don't know how long it has been, Nangong Weiping felt that Zhao Qingmei stopped the movements in her hand, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhao Qingmei didn't know where to take out a peach wood hairpin and tie her hair up.

It was in the Demon Sealing Well that Zhao Qingmei combed her hair once, which made a glimmer of light appear in her abyss-to-abyss heart, and it was that time that Nangong Weiping made up her mind to bury her own demon seed in Zhao Qingmei's body and pass on all her cultivation to Zhao Qingmei.

Nangong Weiping couldn't help but smile and said, "It's so good-looking." ”

Zhao Qingmei said softly: "Presumably, Senior Nan must have been a great beauty when he was young. ”

"Your mouth is suddenly so sweet, it doesn't look like you."

Nangong Weiping glanced out the window and said, "The rain outside the window has stopped, help the old man to watch the sunset." ”

"I'm telling the truth, Senior Nan must be a big beauty."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and helped Nangong Weiping up.

The dusk in the mountains came so quickly, so silently, walking in a trance, unconsciously, the pine was solemn, the stone was dim, and the shadow was swaying.

The two of them slowly came to the open place on the top of the mountain, not distinguishing the starlight, and there was a trace of mist after the rain, enveloping the distant mountains and near the mountains, and the wind gently blew through the pine forest, like the faint sound of the waves.

Autumn insects murmur at their feet, unknown birds, and occasionally whisper something in the forest.

The cloudy sky is full of summer colors, and the leaves are moving in autumn.

Nangong Weiping looked at the sunset in the distance and said softly: "The sunset, the world is dyed red like blood, how many times can I watch the final fate of the sun?" ”

The vicissitudes of the world have passed, outlining the bright past, but it is just a flash in a hurry, where is its shadow.

The days that have passed, I can't touch them, only the residual thoughts, but they are becoming blurred.

When Zhao Qingmei heard Nangong Weiping's words, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

Since ancient times, the twilight of heroes has been a sad thing, once standing on the top of the mountain and proud of the world, but now they can only stand at the foot of the mountain and be independent.

Nangong Weiping looked at the sunset in front of her, this was the scene she dreamed of seeing under the Demon Sealing Well.

Because she has spent most of her life in the Sealed Demon Well, she cherishes this seemingly ordinary landscape, ordinary days, and ordinary sunsets more than anyone else.

Nangong Weiping's cloudy eyes looked at the attraction, and he couldn't wait to engrave the sunset in his eyes, in his mind, the deepest memory, and remember it forever and ever.

She looked at the sunset like this, Zhao Qingmei didn't speak, just accompanied her to watch the sunset.

Maybe he was tired of standing, Nangong Weiping slowly sat down and said, "I want to sit for a while." ”

Zhao Qingmei helped Nangong Weiping's body down and said, "Senior Nan, I'll go get some tea." ”

Nangong Weiping nodded with a smile and said, "Go ahead, I want flower tea in front of the well, I won't drink it if it's not flower tea." ”

"I see!"

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nangong Weiping, whose face was slightly ruddy, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she walked quickly towards the wing.

Nangong Weiping sat cross-legged on the cliff, letting the mountain breeze blow, the coolness slapped on her cheeks, and her eyes calmly looked at the orange sea of clouds in front of her.

Nangong Weiping laughed, and then the laughter became louder and louder.

At her age and circumstances, she has long looked down on love, and she has no attachment to life and death.

For the only belief in life, if you can live, then you must live well.

At least after death, people always have a thought.

Nangong Weiping gently closed her eyes, "A hundred years have passed under the Demon Sealing Well, time has passed in a few fingers, thousands of years have passed, and the old body is not in vain to come to this world." ”

Even under the dark, dead silence of the Demon Seal, her heart has never been so calm.

But at this moment, her heart was so calm.

And her life is finally frozen in this peace.

In a trance, Nangong Weiping saw her sixteen-year-old self, when she was in her cardamom years, in her prime, everything was so beautiful..........

Zhao Qingmei walked quickly from the side room, and her steps slammed.

Then she quietly looked at the lonely back of Nangong Weiping, lowered her head, and seemed to merge with the sunset in the sky.

Everything is wrong, people are confused, things are also sad, the fireworks of life are more and more brilliant in the sunset, burning into the arms of the night, completing one noisy bloom and end after another.